Disney broke my heart.
For how could love, ever meet
such expectations?

You cant help yourself
You have such Low self esteem
Keep falling for it. LOL

The dark fantasy
bled out when reality
carved a deeper fear.

time out for a spell
pedantic wretch that i am
and for now, it's ciao

the boyz in D block
jacked off at shift's end
to homeward females

[true story septic]

gaze out the window
pick out a pedestrian
masturbate to her

'noreaster blows strong
here on the east coast we all
need to relax....chill

moment of silence
before the bickering started
calm before the storm.

search haiku and WOW!!
your stuff reeks of "righteous might"
sans' any style

Don't see you scaling
Ranier or downing shots of
Cuervo in Baja

Get a Life....INDEED!! [take 2]

Don't see you scaling
Ranier or downing shots of Cuervo in Baja

Get a Life INDEED!

Get a Life are you
going for a G.E.D.?
'cause you write that way

you say my life is
little but I like to think
it's bigger than most

haiku exercise
and a three mile jog to
clear the senses...sweet!!

Get a Life tells us,
"Get a Life"...quite ironic
a waste? walk away.

What sad little lives
Is this your only outlet?
For your sad sick minds?

queen bee-all, end-all
of spelling bees stinging drones
into submission

old school marm wields red
pen like Mongol scimitar
bloody "F", my scars

R U hooked my ASH
on phoniks [my sic] or rote?
does that explain why...

you spelled "Caio"..."Caiu" [your sic]

such speeling errors
are almost to much too bear
you guys are loosers

just walk away or
just go hang yourself or both?
point the way Scorp...just

remember..."all our
yesterdays have lighted fools
the way to dusty death."
MACBETH

Nothing wrong with your TV..
"we control the horizontal
and the vertical"

self-absorbed, preening
sycophants have to much time
at their disposal

you who turn away
from this red tide of haiku
......I can understand

no wonder the ASS,
epicenter of focus
and aggression, bleeds

working the night shift
scorp gets his licks in and I
punched the clock this morn'

when it suits you just
call me aggressive bully
when not bleating sheep

[shotgun patterns become me]

me no start this war
me newcomer to bad haiku
me stop whenever

...........me pleases, kind sir-

thirty years later
sticks and stones may break my bones...
gets polished upgrade

sir loin of beef or
perhaps prime rib, a1 or
bourdelaise?

face calm like puddle
begging to be messied up
loins begin to stir

I admit I have laid
it down pretty harsh here and
you just want to write...

the bully claims not
a thing was done wrong, it was
not fair at all, no...

I have been both

the schoolboy taunts
the bully and finally
flattens him, it ends

so to my critics
up yours, up yours and keep it
there, keep talking so...

so what

Well it could be one
army of me, kvetching
about just some guy who

just conventiently
happens to be there, to throw
stones at then he shoves

the 9th Symphony
up your ass

i could just change my
name to something else but it
would not change me or

change your reactions to
whatever it is, proud minds
write outside reacting

hmm, maybe some peeps
need to go back to school and
learn to be kids, so

only with the minds of
"children" can one enter the
kingdom of God, ....eh

wonders if they even
get what I'm saying

who's to know if the
folks here have their own not so
good parts they deny?

it gives some people
a cause, but the trick is to
walk away really...

people don't care and
then they have their moment of
the dark night of soul

and they have to find
out for themselves, as the cock
crows three times for you

I am tired of
not living to my own good
potential, shoot it

down if you want what
are words from total strangers
I don't even know?

it's called fight or flight
people are either group or
self oriented

there are also closed
and open minds, reactions
and this is said case

I've been here for over
10 years, this is just old Gen X
depressed "individualism"

pearls before swine

perv...we played you
zooted on leaky-leak splayed
you.. just waxed your ass

whus crackalackin
in crooklyn hommes.. me droppin'
dozens on septic

thinks he's Ginger Man
but his glibness revealed so
many doors unopened

effluent streams run
deep and far for Septic Man
roto-rooter ace

wart-pocked toad-man rued
his encounter with Septic
"never trust a pervert"

fifty thousand hits...
so many bad haikus to
ink.....so little time

geriatric blues
broken string, her memories
like pearls roll away

reared by a jackal
Septic slit his siblings' throats
in the darkened den

residue of love
fluids exchanged in darkness
this wart is for you